MISSING KISSING Lyrics

Alright, I'm gonna blow my cover and say you weren't favourite lover
But there was just one little problem, you were such a motherfucker
You didn't wanna believe in me
wanted to tell me who I should be and that was way too much for me

So give it up, give it up
And I remember your fingers running through my hair
So give it up, give it up
But I tell you nothing's gonna take me back there

[Chorus:]
I can tell you that I'm missing kissing, but I'm not missing you
I know you heard that I've been feeling, needing
But I'm not feeling you
Yeah, everybody needs some love
But I'mma get my fix from someone else's lips because
I'm missing kissing, but I'm not missing you, no

So, baby what do you reckon? You know I like the way you're sexing
You got the back of my neck and..
Wait, hold on for a second
Oh shit, you better be going home because I'm better off on my own
And if I didn't know then now I know

So give it up, give it up
It's my imagination dreaming of summer nights
So give it up, give it up
But it's not an invitation I think I'm gonna be alright

[Chorus:]
I can tell you that I'm missing kissing, but I'm not missing you
I know you heard that I've been feeling, needing but I'm not feeling you
Yeah, everybody needs some love but I'mma get my fix from someone else's lips
Because I'm missing kissing but I'm not missing you, no

So give it up, give it up
I thought I knew you but I didn't know myself
So give it up, give it up
And it's not use pretending the you're someone else

[Chorus:]
I can tell you that I'm missing kissing, but I'm not missing you
I know you heard that I've been feeling, needing but I'm not feeling you
Yeah, everybody needs some love. So I'mma get my fix from someone else's lips
Because I'm missing kissing but I'm not missing you, no

In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn'tIt was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fightingIn World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26In Vietnam he was 19In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today25 miles west of SaigonI really wasn't sure what was going on

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combatIn Vietnam were arrested since dischargeTheir arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same ageThere are no accurate figures of how many of these menHave been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration studyConcludes that the greater of vetsExposure to combat could more likely affect his chancesOf being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the warThey won't forget what they've seenDestruction of men in their primeWhose average was 19

De-de-destructionDe-de-destructionWar, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, warDe-de-destructionWar, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop shipsBut the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combatPerhaps the most dramatic difference betweenWorld War II and Vietnam was coming homeNone of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of themNe-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of themNone of them received a hero's welcomeNone of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration studyHalf of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from whatPsychiatrists callPost-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guiltSome succumb to suicidal thoughtsEight to ten years after coming homeAlmost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony

I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony